Mystic Vice: Hunter’s Moon (Excerpt)[F/M, Werewolf, Bondage]

This is an excerpt from the Mystic Vice Novella, Hunter's Moon. Its free if you sign up for my mailing list. I hope you enjoy.

“Victoria?” Jin called from the backroom. His voice sounded rough but still human. I took a deep, centering breath, and went to the backroom. Jin was on his knees, hanging limply from the chains. His head was hung low.

“Are you alright?” I asked, opening the door all the way. Jin looked up at me. He was sweating and he had a groggy look on his face.

“Water,” he groaned absently. “Water.”

I left, grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and returned. Tentatively kneeling in front of him, I undid the cap and put the bottle to his lips. Jin drank greedily, like he was dying of thirst. He moaned lasciviously as he swallowed each mouthful. There was a sensual edge to it that wouldn’t have escaped anyone’s notice.

When Friends and Love Collide, Part 1 [FFM] [Fdom][Fsub] [Msub] [cuck] [huml]

I met Nikki, what – 1999…? – 14 years ago. New job, new folks, new city.

I was married at the time to someone I knew I should never have married (a straight girl who never grew up; different story) and while there were many opportunities to take that right turn and keep on going, I was always faithful. Until my wife wasn't.

Divorce was painful but there was one part of me that I'd always ignored – speaking of knowing better – that I took solace in: At least with having my own place I could finally indulge in my sexual fantasies without fear. Anyway, I moved out, got a place of my own and started to explore my sexual fantasies. I traveled to different parts of the city and talked with all types of people. People with orgy fetishes, bondage fans, sadomasochists, and freaks of every flavor. During these travels, the first person I got to know was Nikki.

When Friends and Love Collide, Part 1 [FFM] [Fetish] [Cuckold] [Humiliation]

I met Nikki, what – 1999…? – 14 years ago. New job, new folks, new city.

I was married at the time to someone I knew I should never have married (a straight girl who never grew up; different story) and while there were many opportunities to take that right turn and keep on going, I was always faithful. Until my wife wasn't.

Divorce was painful but there was one part of me that I'd always ignored – speaking of knowing better – that I took solace in: At least with having my own place I could finally indulge in my sexual fantasies without fear. Anyway, I moved out, got a place of my own and started to explore my sexual fantasies. I traveled to different parts of the city and talked with all types of people. People with orgy fetishes, bondage fans, sadomasochists, and freaks of every flavor. During these travels, the first person I got to know was Nikki.

Newbie Oral Sub (Part 1: The Buildup) [mM]

You are anxious but definitely not as scared as the first time. A month ago you could barely make yourself get out of the car, you sat there for nearly an hour before forcing yourself, one foot in front of the other, to his front door. You had met on Craig's List, he was looking for a newbie to suck him off and you were definitely that. It went ok, but it was awkward. He gave you good direction, both of you had fun, but afterward you didn't know what to do and you just bolted.

"This time will be different," you tell yourself as you walk those same steps to his front door. This time you notice how nice his house is. Not large but modern and expensive looking. You knock on the door and he quickly opens.

He smiles and says, "come on in." You are still getting used to the idea of looking at a man in a sexual way, but you can't help it now. He really is attractive. You feel the anxiety coming back and tell yourself, "No, I can't be scared of this." You repeat your mantra, "This time will be different."

Cynthia’s begininning – M/f – mild d/s

Of my major relationships, I think Cynthia is the hardest to explain. The story started and seemed to end simply. Kinky boy meets vanilla girl. A few dates, a bit of vanilla sex and boy gets bored. Boy moves on. Boy and girl stay friends.

A boring story perhaps and not the full story. For Cynthia would eventually become my live in 24/7 sex slave and to this day is still the dirtiest submissive I have ever been with.


The real story began simply as well. Months after the parting of ways we were at lunch. Both college students still and meeting with a large group of friends in a dining area for lunch. I was mostly studying with no classes for hours as was she. Friends came and went. At one point a crowded table of ten and finally just the two of us.

"I'm annoyed with you," she said out of no where. I looked up from my book, tried to think of something witty to say and finally just shrugged, "you got me," I said, "why?"

The Sun, The Girl and Goodbye ch6 [MF][Light bondage][Shower Sex]

He opens the door.

Two of the hotel room's many lights glow against the backdrop of the city's magical night, somehow a different color of blue and black than his own. He looks out over it, taking the last piece of meat from a kabob and a sip from a cool local bottled water. “You were right about the kebab place: it's very good. Worth the extra few minutes.”

He steps onto the balcony and the air feels wonderful against his skin. Somehow, being higher up has made it feel that much cleaner, cooler as he tosses the skewer in the trash and takes the small bag of items he purchased to the “desk” before opening it up. “They had everything, well, almost, but you weren't kidding. It was the place to go.”

A bottle of massage oil is placed on the desk. Then lube, a second kind of lube, and a butt plug. Finally he takes out some restraints, soft and easy guards that go over the whole of the wrist to make the strain of them bite into the flesh less while still taking more control. He dangles those, holding them by the chain in the middle. “These, I think, you'll be very happy with. They should alleviate a lot of your concerns.”

Power Management (Part 4) [SciFi, ENF, BD, FF, Voy]

Couldn't fit 20k+ characters, so this section is split a bit awkwardly. Part 5 to follow very soon.

Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3

Part 4

I woke up the next morning expecting to find my personal footlocker waiting outside my quarters, but there was nothing. It took ten minutes just to work up the courage to open the door as it was, since I still didn’t have a stitch of clothing, and my fabber was offline.

“Jupil,” I said, “what’s the status of my personal belongings?”

“Good morning, Kirin. There was a delay in decontamination. Dr. Fliss has also requested that I fab you some new clothes for your first day. Given your supervisory role, you will very rarely need a jumpsuit. Take a shower, if you wish, and your clothes should be ready by the time you’re done.” I muttered at the clothing issue, the delay on my personal items, knowing the doctor had something to do with it. Inside the newly added shower, Jupil spoke again. “As a reminder, Kirin, you may feel free to engage in any sexual activity you wish in this shower or the rest of your quarters.” I wasn’t sure if an AI could understand eye rolling, but that was my only response. After washing and drying off, I went back to fab and found a pile of clothes waiting for me.

Power Management (Part 3) [SciFi, ENF, BD, FF, Voy]

Part 1 can be found here

Part 2 can be found here

Part 3

The doctor frowned at seeing me in my state of undress, my hair still a little wet. I asked her if there was a problem.

“You biosys info came in.” She said.

“That was fast.” Of course, being a power station, they had a lot of energy to waste on things like communication.

“You said you didn’t have any behavioral mods.” Her voice was stern.

“I don’t.”

“Jupil tells me she received several complaints from people about you masturbating in the showers. And you made a point about coming back to my office undressed.”

“Jupil and I may have to have a little talk about what privacy means between AIs and humans. She said I didn’t break any rules.” I added. “I’m not sure why you had to be informed of that.”

“And she also explained that we try to keep things…appropriate…for the most part.” The doctor grabbed her diagnosis glasses and put them on. She looked strict behind the lenses. “After we received the model info on your biosys, the ship went over your scans. You have a sexual mod.”

Power Management (Part 2) [SciFi, ENF, BD, FF, Voy]

Part 1 can be found here

Part 2

The biosys upload was already working overtime to acclimate me to the gravity and the microbiology of the station. It makes you feel a bit feverish when the biosystem is working that hard, and in some respects it was good to be naked given I felt really warm, though getting used to my boobs bouncing as I walked was going to take some adjustment. I passed a few people in the halls, and sure enough, they glanced at me, but no one stared. Even when I got into the elevator, most people just stared ahead. There was another guy in the elevator wearing running shorts and just a towel over his shoulders as well, his sweat smelling of cologne and making me have some very fun thoughts. By some of the people’s glances at him, I wasn’t the only one thinking like that.

Carrie not Scary [FMF] [anal, bd, Fdom, oral, Bi, Str8]

I had this friend in college that we nicknamed Scary Carrie. She wasn't really scary, but she was a little eccentric and a bit Gothic so the name fit. Scary Carrie had a thing for this guy I was hooking up with. She asked me several times if I would be willing to offer him a threesome with her and I. The idea was hot, but I wasn't interested in sharing my hook up cock so I declined and enjoyed my man candy regularly by myself. Eventually our hookups ended and I met my dream man who I eventually married. And boy, he has a huge cock. Scary Carrie never asked to hookup with me and my eventual husband so I thought nothing of her advances, chalking it up to interest in my hookup.